Jan 08 2009
Poem
Silver, was his name, and beauty was his game.
His dark blue eyes and long silver hair, stowed his beauty.
Beauty full of wisdom and love.
A fallen lover, a hated dream.
Wisdom, of the days and beauty of night.
Sparkling with lost hopes and corrupted dreams.
Love be gone pain be gone, truth where are thy?
Send me away for love has stricken me with it’s arrow.
Cupid, damned Cupid how could thy hurt me.
Fall for another while another has fallen for another.
Her smile that breaks my shield, her soft lullaby voice that makes me smile.
My shield has gone, but with it so has she. Left me for pain’s food.
Taking me down, letting me be covered with darkness.
Through pain and injustice I still love her, for she is my air and I am her wind.
I wish that were be, for I would travel with her through the times and times of the world.
I wish for her to be with me, I wish for her beloved to disappear,
I wish for her to come back to me, but those are all wishes.
